Sircharlesthepoet

Poetry by Charles Joseph


Trapped

to fly is to have no limits
to dream is to have no limits
to exist, is to have no limits

anger and frustration withholding satisfaction
as the iron chamber closes
and tightens to an inch of breath

scream and scream, “away with death!”
scream for breathing’s sake
dream for living is at stake

freedom oozes out of the ears
like a life evaporating
leaving behind intentions, and tears

dreaming so much
hoping everything is such
but somehow the soul is trapped

imagination is under invasion
filtrated by these dusty gust of wind
falling through gaps between grains of sand

nothing brings freedom.
trapped inside your screaming voice
why dream when reality is surreal


I hope you’re able to find freedom to live your dreams.

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5 responses to “Trapped”

  1. Your writing style is fascinating. I love how the poem is named trapped but it speaks about freedom. It was a great read!

    1. one tends to know true freedom after being trapped 🙂

      1. Very true!

  2. I hope to know freedom someday.. (insert heart emoji)

    1. You will. You have to free yourself first, and you’ve already been doing a phenomenal job so far! 💕 💕 💕 💕 💕 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️💓😘💛💙❤️‍🩹🫀💞💖😻💗

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